“What are you talking about?” Diana’s eyes almost bugged out of her head. “And how’re you walking around free… unless, unless you… you…”
“Ah, so you figured it out.” Morgan laughed aloud. “Sweet little Jayne’s been working for me all along. She played her part well to get you here.”
“Why’d you do that, you little fool?” She glared at her young partner.
“Oh, Diana, don’t you see?” Jayne was smiling as Morgan caressed her pert rump. “Morgan and I are lovers, and we so want you to join us.”
“You little bitch; so you’re responsible for all of this. When I get the fuck out of here, you’re going to pay dearly.” Diana felt her head about to explode with her rage. “I’ll have you court-martialed and locked up for the rest of your rotten life.”
“Ah, Diana, you’re still my number one idol.” Jayne laughed and reached out to cup Diana’s naked breasts in her hands. “There’s no going back. This is it; once Morgan gives you the treatment, it’s for life.”
“What treatment are you talking about?” Diana spat. “What ever it is, I’m not gong to crack. I’ll break out and take the two of you back to justice.”
“Ah, you will see, my sweet Captain.” Jayne laughed and hungrily kissed her hardening nipples one after the other. “You’re going to love what Morgan will do to you. Trust me; she’s given me the full treatment. It’s an experience to kill for.”
“Your protégé has enjoyed every moment of my treatment, Diana, and craves for more.” Morgan stepped up to her with lust gleaming in her dark green eyes. “And now, so will you.”
“Do your worst, you fucking criminal.” Diana snarled viciously. “I’m not afraid of you. I’ve hunted down the best there is and you’re not even close.”
“Ah, it’s time I set that straight then.” Morgan said with a smirk. “Come on, my lovelies, let’s get it on.”
Diana gasped as the shackles on her wrists and ankles lit up suddenly, sending waves of stinging sensations through her limbs. She shook as the electrical impulses began to come together in her belly and pelvis area. She yanked hard at the shackles but they were immobile. Her body shuddered and twitched each time a throb from the shackles coursed through her trembling limbs. She heard Jayne laugh out loud and glared at the blonde turncoat.
“You’re a stubborn old woman, Diana Lancaster.” Jayne grinned as she caressed Morgan’s naked breasts. “If you didn’t resist so much, you’d be really enjoying it more.”
“Shut it, you little waste of space.” Diana spat. “Not even the sickening air here will make me submit this time…”
“There is no need for the enhanced atmosphere.” Morgan smiled as Jayne kept caressing her magnificent body. “Your level of arousal is pretty evident on the sensors.”
“No, never…” Diana growled. “Let me out of this, you blasted piece of filth…”
“Sure, be in denial, baby, but your natural instinct is giving away what you truly desire.” The sexy outlaw came closer to her and exhaled a breath of sweet scented air on Diana’s face. “You don’t need any sexual stimulants, Space Ranger. Your body is hot and it knows what it wants. Your mind will soon agree with your body.”
Diana opened her mouth to reply angrily but her incensed words never came out. Morgan’s warm, wet lips closed over hers and her silky, moist tongue pushed deep into Diana’s surprised mouth. She shuddered at the sensation of that kiss; never had she been kissed that way before. The outlaw’s lips and tongue drew out her deepest desires. She yearned for Morgan more than anything she had ever before. She sighed, and allowed her tongue to welcome the dance Morgan’s talented one offered.
The sexy outlaw’s expert hands caressed Diana’s body gently, making her skin feel as if it was on fire. She felt frivolous, and more turned on than she had ever been in her life of forty four. And though the outlaw claimed to not use any sexual pick-me-ups, Diana assumed that Morgan’s hot saliva could be laced with some kind of aphrodisiac that made her feel that way. She went rigid as Morgan moved down her body with her slippery tongue running down Diana’s neck, to her collar bone and then to her heaving cleavage. She stared at Morgan as the outlaw cupped her large 36D breasts and pushed them together. The sexy woman kissed and sucked on each erect nipple in turn sending chills of excitement through her helpless body. Diana moaned willfully and whimpered plaintively as her aching nipples responded eagerly to Morgan’s stimulating tongue work.
“Yeah, baby… is that good, or what?” Jayne purred encouragement as she played with the outlaw’s bare buttocks. “Yeah. Slow and easy, baby. The best is yet to come.”
“Oh, yes.” Diana moaned lustily as the outlaw’s warm tongue dipped into her belly button. She felt the tongue swirl around there and her knees went weak. Morgan then slid her tongue down to the quivering strip between her naked thighs. Memories of the mind numbing pleasure she received from Jayne earlier sent her into overdrive. She thrust her pelvis forward and begged. “Oh, my hurting pussy. Lick it… oh please, lick my wet pussy.”
“All in good time, my darling.” Jayne grinned wickedly as Morgan walked away. Diana shivered with uncontrollable desire and her eyes went wide with need.
“Oh, fuck! Are you leaving me like this…?” She wept, shaking hard against her shackles as her body shuddered in sexual overload. “I’ll fucking die here. All this sexy spit she’s slobbered on me is… is… oh, fuck… I need to cum. I have to cum. I’m dying to fucking cum… please, fuck me. Fuck me!”
“You are being fucked, my sex-crazed captain and mentor.” Jayne laughed again, and dropped down to her knees between Morgan’s strong and sexy legs.
“Ah, yes… eat my hot pussy, Jayne. This bitch made me so hot.” Morgan caressed the blonde’s silky hair and buried her face into her hot dripping pussy.
Diana looked on in sheer agony, her body burning hot with lust filled desire, as Jayne lavishly licked Morgan’s dripping pussy. It aggravating her aroused condition with telling effect and she understood that was what they intended. The blonde caressed the outlaw’s luxuriant buttocks as she licked and sucked on her clitoris. She gave Diana a wicked look and slowly sucked on the outlaw’s large swollen clitoris. She couldn’t take it anymore as Morgan threw back her head and sighed, and then the outlaw looked hungrily at Diana as she licked her lustful lips.
“Now this is a fucking strap-on, baby.” Jayne was grinning as she helped Morgan slide on the long and thick artificial appendage over her dripping pussy. “This monster dildo sure popped my cherry good.”
Diana stared wide eyed at the buzzing black dildo protruding out from between the outlaw’s sexy thighs as Morgan stepped toward her. It looked bigger and better than any cock she had ever seen, in length and thickness, and even in shape. Her body shivered with anticipation of being impaled on it; her lust driving her mad. She glanced at the smiling Jayne and then back at the foot long member inches from her body. She felt the heat emanating of the dildo as it buzzed enticingly. The outlaw touched the tip to her quivering pussy. She couldn’t stand the torture anymore.
“Oh, please… please! Fuck me with that. Fuck me please.” She cried out in a hoarse desperate whisper.
“Ah, you must earn this privilege.” Morgan smiled. “You have to join my brood of outlaws and prove yourself worthy of this.”
“Fuck off, bitch… I’m never going to be one of you…” Diana gritted her teeth, though every fiber of her person craved for that buzzing cock-like thing buried deep inside her.
“Come on, Captain.” Jayne caressed her naked breast. “It’s for the best. You should accept this offer… and forget the past, look to the future; you have nothing left back with the Space Rangers.”
“Your trainee is smarter than you, Diana,” Morgan smiled as her massive dildo teased the moist cavity of Diana’s aching pussy. “And she’s going to get everything she wants… and everything that you want, right now in front of you.”
“Damn you, criminal. I don’t care about who you fuck.” Dia
na groaned, sagging down on her restraints. “And even if I do want to get fucked to all the way to hell right now and I’ve never been so fucking horny before, I’m not some dumb weakling for you to play around with. So fuck the bitch, Vanderlin, fuck her. Fuck her till she can’t be fucked anymore and see if I care.”
“Oh, Diana. You’re going to regret this, baby.” Jayne smiled and stepped up in front of Morgan as the outlaw turned sideways and thrust her hips forward.
“Oh, god… that feels so good.” Jayne moaned lustily as Morgan drove her strap-on dildo all the way into her wet pussy. “Does it feel so good for you too, Morgan baby?”
“As always, my sweetling.” The outlaw smiled back as she gently thrust her hips back and forth, fucking the blonde with slow deliberate strokes. “It’s a two way treat, baby, the other end of the dildo’s deep in my pussy. Fucking you, I’m also fucking me.”
“Oh, baby... that’s so fucking sexy, it’s going to make me cum right away.” Jayne purred as she rubbed her buttocks against the outlaw’s thrusting groin, making each of her thrusts more forceful.
“Yeah, fuck the turncoat, you fucking criminal… fuck her numbed brains out.” Diana screamed at them as the outlaw ground her hips against Jayne with more force and intensity.
“Oh, this is so fucking good.” Jayne almost sobbed. The lust drenched tone of her voice made Diana jerk and twitch as she wrenched at the stimulating restraints. This was torture the like she had never experienced and she began to feel her iron resolve giving away.
The sight of two extremely hot women in the throes of ecstasy inches before her pulsed Diana over the edge. Her mind reeled and she felt like the dildo was throbbing deep inside her, it felt way better than any cock she had ever before. The sensations triggered off every reaction her body had ever known, making her hormones go into sexual overload. Her orgasm hit her hard, making her tremble violently and yank wildly at the pulsing shackles on her wrists and ankles. She could feel everything Jayne was feeling as the outlaw hammered away at the whimpering blonde. Morgan was saying something to her, but it was hard to listen with the rush of release that shook her body as much as it did Jayne.
Diana left extremely light headed. She was taken to heights of pleasure she had never known before, and she wasn’t even touched once. She felt depleted, completely exhausted and yet at the same time refreshed and invigorated. She released all the anxiety and guilt from her mind, maybe Jayne was right, maybe it was time to accept her future and not waste away in the past. This could be a new life, almost close to forty five and nothing to look forward to back home; Diana felt she could do with a change. She smiled in satisfaction as she watched the young blonde writhe with pleasure under the outlaw’s relentless assault.
“I can sense from that look on your face that you’ve come to realize what the best options for you are.” Morgan suddenly looked at her and said, even as she kept thrusting her strap-on dildo deep into the near intoxicated Jayne Drakes.
“I think I have.” Diana nodded and bit into her lower lip. “But how did I feel everything Jayne was for a few minutes.”
“That’s the wonder of this place, Captain Lancaster.” Morgan laughed. “You see all these beautiful women all around you. All of them came here willingly after I set up my base. This place does something to women, it makes us strong and we never age. Why do you suppose I look like this, even though you and I are almost the same age?”
“I did wonder on that when I saw you up close.” Diana had to admit and her pussy throbbed again as she ran her eyes all over the gleaming naked body of the outlaw.
“Yes, and so will you if you remain here. Your body will stop aging, and you’ll look and feel like a twenty year old in six weeks time.” Morgan said casually as she bounced Jayne on her powerful hips one last time and let the satisfied young blonde slide off to the floor. “So then, are you in?”
“I… I seem to have everything to gain and nothing to lose.” Diana sighed as she felt her restraints release her. “Sign me up, outlaw. I’ve always wondered how it would be on the other side of the law.”
She slumped down on the soft ground beside the panting Jayne and looked up at Morgan standing over her, legs spread wide and strap-on dildo wildly abuzz.
“Good call, Captain!” Morgan gave her a wide smile. “Welcome to the Moon of Lesbos.”
Story 23
Chapter 1
I had always been a little detached. I didn’t want to get in the game. I was happy being on the side lines. I think that’s why I got into photography. I love to watch a scene unfold and try to capture the beauty, and I firmly believe that there is beauty in everything.
“We need to be at the airport by 3,” Stacey said as she came into the kitchen. I was busy making eggs. She poured herself a bowl of granola. She was always worried about her figure. It was perfect, she had a tiny little waist, and c-cup breasts, and her butt was so firm and round. Stacey loved to do squats in the gym.
I watched her bring the spoon up to her mouth. I was jealous of the spoon as it touched her full pouty lips. “What are you doing?” Stacey laughed as she caught me watching her. “You’re such a little pervert.”
“I like to watch you eat,” I sighed.
“Where was all this sexual energy last night,” Stacey groaned as she pointed down at the tent in my pajama pants. I shrugged; I didn’t know how to answer. It had only happened a few times, but every now and again I couldn’t perform in the bedroom. It had nothing to do with Stacey, she was perfect. “Do I need to start bringing cereal to bed?”
“Maybe, I mean it couldn’t hurt, right?” I looked down to see my eggs were burning. I had been lost on those luscious lips for far too long. I scooped the eggs onto a plate and ate them, even though they were terrible. Most of the egg was still stuck to the bottom of the pan. I was always struggling with staying in the moment.
“So when do you need to leave for work?” Stacey was quizzing me. She assumed I was going to forget everything she had said at the table that morning.
“3,” I sounded all cocky as I thought I was sure that I had heard that number this morning.
“We need to be at the airport for three,” Stacey laughed. “Don’t worry, I already told your assistant about our plans. Elisa is going to lead you through the day like always. What would you do without that girl?”
***
Work was going fine. My first two subjects were late, but that was fairly standard. I was billing the magazine by the hour anyway, so I didn’t really care when they showed up. Elisa was keeping me posted on their whereabouts, and she was going to make sure I was on time to the airport. I adjusted the lighting and checked my lens for the third time.
When the subjects still hadn’t shown up I headed to the craft services table and got a bagel. I was standing there waiting for the toaster to pop when I felt a large hand clamp down on my shoulder.
“I heard you were heading out for a week or so?” It was Leonardo, an Italian underwear model. I had known him for a long time, but I had only been forced to talk to him after I started dating Stacey. Leonardo had done a few shoots with my wife, and he always seemed eager to talk about it.
“Yeah, we’re going on vacation,” I said with as much energy as I could muster. I always felt like he was actually stealing my energy from me as we talked. The more exhausted I seemed, the more energized he became. He was like an energy vampire.
“Surf and sand, or what?” I only nodded to the question, and Leonardo just kept talking. “That’s awesome, get Stacey out in some skimpy bikini. She is such a piece! How did a geek like you ever land a babe like that? Just kidding, but seriously though, you’re batting like three notches above your league.”
“Thanks? I guess?” I grabbed the bagel as soon as the toaster popped. I had a peanut butter packet and a plastic knife, and I was out of there.
“Send me a postcard,” Leonardo joked as he started looking over the food spread out on the table. I waved to him without turning around.
> “Are they here yet?” I asked Elisa when I got back to the studio space. Elisa shook her head and shrugged. She was on the phone with one of their managers. When she got off the phone I took her aside. “Do I deserve Stacey?”
“What does that mean?” Elisa asked as if she didn’t understand the question. “She’s like a ten, and you’re a solid six on looks, but you have a lot of good qualities. You’re very artistic, and you smell nice…” Elisa could see that all of the words after six were not going through.
“A six?”
“If you were five inches taller, you’d be an eight,” Elisa said these words as if they meant something good. “You are a great guy, and I would sleep with you, if that helps.”
I smiled weakly and wandered off to check the equipment for the millionth time. I wasn’t sure why this was hitting me so hard. I had always known that Stacey was beautiful. She was an underwear model, and I was a photographer. In high school I was the tech geek, and she was a cheerleader.
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